Ten little children hate the food
All of them had the same old mood
They talked big and acted rude
Mom and Dad stood up and asked for two.
Two go in, and one comes out
Still the children choose to pout
Now there are nine children,
One is beaten, the other no longer shouts.
Dad tells the children,
“Now now, young ones, we worked hard
To give you bread & lard…unless, of course,
You’d rather starve...